There were a lot scenarios that danced through her head but being captured by a couple of the feline-like warriors that had survived the event certainly wasn't one of them. Nor did it occur to her, at all, that she might find herself stranded on the dying world with her two warrior heroes all that stood between her survival and death of a horrible kind.

    Any other day, she'd climb him like a tree... If he hadn't captured her, and her entire base that is.Sergeant Cat Moore has a little problem. Well, actually a big problem... a big alien war-group sized problem. When her base is attacked and boarded by a Lathar war group, she finds herself in the sights of their leader, Tarrick K'Vass.The strong, not so silent and ruthless type, Tarrick's duty as a war commander means little time for himself. With no women of their own, a base full of human women is a bounty he can't ignore. Nor can he ignore the little human whose voice called out to him across the galaxy, a woman he'll stop at nothing to make his own. Even if it means a little blackmail...**Please be aware that this is a romance SHORT in the Warriors of the Lathar series and contains situations that may be objectionable to some readers*

    When the Anzon declare humans useless, she learns her fate — prize for the winner of a brutal fight between large, muscled alien men.Ral is a Zorn warrior. He has also been kidnapped by the Anzon, along with his crew. Forced into slavery, he's got one thing on his mind — freeing his people. That is, until he sees the small human woman he's willing to fight to win. He doesn't just want her body, he wants her heart forever.In the hands of a hot alien, Ariel is about to discover how pleasurable captivity can be.

    When she is weak, I shall be her strength. She was stolen from her world by our captors. Now her survival is my responsibility. It is her duty to endure my lust, respect my nest mates and honour our union with offspring. I revere this giver of life, as is the way."~ Venomous One, formerly of Rök, enslaved gladiator "Six things a woman should not have to deal with: 1) More than one barbaric alien lover/life mate. 2) Long term stay on a slave planet where you’re one female amongst thousands of 'needy' males. 3) Killer space pirates. 4) Psychotic mother-in-law. 5) Putting your alien lover/life mates’ species under the threat of annihilation because you ticked off the wrong Slave Chieftain. 6) A marauding overlord with a harem four hundred strong who is determined to make you concubine number four hundred and one. My name is Lumen. I am stranded in a galaxy far, far away and here be huge f***ing aliens."~ Lumen Young, formerly of Earth, lost in space Abducted from Earth and transported to a slave planet in an unknown galaxy, Lumen finds herself, shackled, naked and put on display before an alien horde. Told the males will battle for the right to slake their lusts with her body, she would become the slave of slaves. Venomous One, a proud warrior enslaved, has given up hope of returning to his home world and finding a life mate. When a female is tossed into the arena his soul demands he claim her. Winning his mate by Right of Might, he vows to protect Lumen and be a good provider, no matter how ugly her human appearance. Rescued by Venomous’ people, the couple face space pirates, the condemnation of an alien government, galactic war, and a deadlier threat from within the warrior’s own kindred. Warning: violence, profanity and sexual situations with multiple partners.

     Snow is in the forecast. In a time and place not too far away, Mia Snow is an alien huntress for the New Chicago Police Department. Heading up her expert team of Alien Investigation and Removal agents, Mia's unmatched at battling the elusive enemy among us, and she's the perfect girl for the job. She's seen her brother die at the hands of aliens. She's earned each of her scars. And she'll die before she cries. Now, a series of killings have Mia and her partner Dallas tracking alien suspects—but a sudden blast of violence leaves Dallas fighting for his life. They are ice and fire. The chance to save Dallas appears in the form of a tall, erotic stranger. An alien. A murder suspect. Kyrin en Arr, of the deadly Arcadian species, holds the power to heal the injured agent but not without a price. For Mia Snow, that price is surrendering to Kyrin's forbidden seduction...and embracing their electric attraction. She's walking a knife's edge, risking her badge and even her life. The closer she gets to Kyrin, the more Mia learns about her own heart, her human needs—and the shocking secret that will shatter everything she's ever believed.

    Not particularly excited by human anatomy, he seeks nothing more for himself than the occasional slaking of his needs with some anonymous female - which shouldn't be a problem, since she'll have to face the other way to accommodate his special anatomical needs.Dr. Monica Teague is thrilled with her ten-year assignment caring for Garathan's sexual recruits. Her quirky looks and childish excuse for a body guarantee she'll never be expected to put out - which is kind of a bummer, now that she's up to her armpits in horny alien beefcake.But, when an overdose of alien pheromones makes Monica drunk off her ass, Kellen quickly claims the odd little doctor before another Garathani realizes what she is. The overdose sparks a violent chain reaction in her, and when Monica finally wakes, she's got the body of a porn star - and two sexy alien mates who are determined to tame her.If only she were as determined not to let them.Reader Advisory: Contains menage a trois sexual scenes.

    A human so desperate to flee her planet that she enrols in the Vikingr mail order bride program.What could possibly go wrong?The Earth is a desolate wasteland, taken over by space snakes determined to kill off humankind one woman at a time. However, there is one option in order to be free of the wretched place: agree to become a mail order bride for the fierce breed of Vikingr aliens.Tora is so desperate to leave the treacherous planet that she signs up to marry an alien that she has never actually met. Ragnex is just happy to finally be involved in something more than work.It seems like a good idea to Tora at first—even if the Vikingr have a certain reputation for being a brutal race. Known throughout the universe as fierce and battle-hungry, it is a ruse that these aliens are determined to keep in order to protect their planet from further plundering.But, can Tora chip away at Ragnex’s harsh exterior to find the man beneath the beast?If you desire a happily ever after with unbelievably hot alien Vikings, no cheating, and steamy sex scenes then grab your copy today.

    A malfunctioning ship. A distant, uncharted part of the Universe. Calexa Acura and her crew of misfits are lost, and their ship is in desperate need of repairs. When a massive spacecraft appears in their radius, they're helpless to resist its magnetic pull. The terrifying ship is bigger than any craft she's seen in her life, and somehow, she doubts its occupants will turn out to be the friendly sort. First Encounters are always better when they're amicable, but if necessary, Calexa and her crew will fight. It's what they've always done. Destroyer is a full-length science-fiction romance novel (95,000 words), and the first book in a new series. It contains violence, swearing, explicit sex scenes, and aliens! Warning and minor spoiler alert (for those who don't like surprises): this book includes MFM (male/female/male with "two" heroes). I wanted to let you know in case that's not your jam, but if it is, read on!Oh, and it's definitely recommended for readers aged 18 and over.

    One tiny human female. One impossible attraction. When Jo's partner abandons her as soon as they arrive on Mars, it's yet another reminder of what she has always known: the only person she can count on is herself. But she is determined not to let his absence prevent her from claiming the one thing she has always wanted -- a permanent home. Earth Government is offering land to anyone who can work a claim for five years and she isn't going to let loneliness, global dust storms, or a mysterious, attractive cyborg stop her.C-487 no longer feels human emotions. They have been left behind in the pain of his transformation and the long, lonely years working to make Mars suitable for human settlement. The majority of that work completed, there is little left for him now except making sure that these foolish humans don't kill themselves or each other. Until he sees her -- a tiny, determined female who makes his long-forgotten heart beat faster.Can a woman who is afraid to trust and a cyborg who has forgotten how to love find their dreams together? Each book in the Cyborgs on Mars series can be enjoyed as a standalone romance. This sweet and steamy second chance romance is intended for mature readers.

    I have no prior convictions, so I should be safe, right? Wrong. The judge has had a bad day and orders me to leave the mining station my family lives on. Next stop: Corudeen 7, the infamous outlaw prison planet. I've heard everyone there has gone insane. I've heard all men on the planet have turned feral. I've also heard those ferocious men haven't seen a woman in forever … An over-the-top dark reverse harem sci-fi romance novella with lots of heat and five possessive Viking hunks—equipped with fangs and a soft spot in their hearts.

    I saw it coming a mile away too. Doesn’t change the fact that here I am, sharing a cage with my fellow human peers—my smelly, crybaby, annoying female peers.You can sit at home and roll your eyes at just how predictable this story has already become or you can hear me out.—Earth destroyed by evil carnivorous(shudder)aliens—check.—Humans then saved by not as frightening but still visually alarming (think cats and a vat of radioactive ooze) do-gooder aliens—check.—Do-gooder aliens loaded up surviving humans to whisk them away to some fanciful far away planet so they can live out the rest of their traumatized lives in somewhat safety and peace. Check.Well…kind of.I made it on the ship. I lived on the ship zipping through space. Then the do-gooder aliens got their asses handed to them by pirate slavers and said pirate slavers snatched us physically inferior humans right out from under the radioactive cats’ noses and tossed us in cages delivered straight to alien slave auctions.Hungry, smelly, thirsty, and sunburned like you would not believe, I was finally bought. (I feel I need to stress the smell…I was peed on. It was not fun.)This is the part in the story that’ll veer right off the predictable train and land me smack dab in the middle of Crazyville.Sexy—in their own alien way—built like a brickshithouse—green viking-wanna-be warriors bought me and handed me over to their chief and presented me as a gift—like a slab of meat. I expected something like this to happen. For that alien to then make me his queen—(whoops, I mean chieftess …Fenru gets all hot and pissy when I screw up the hierarchy) —not quite surprising but I’d take the welcome happenstance, I am, after all, an avid fan of sparkly crowns. What threw me through a loop was when I was then expected to battle a roaring pack of enraged females to prove my worth and keep my man.These babes are not your average catty hair pulling vixens. My cat fighting experience(I had four spoiled rotten sisters) does me no good here in their arena.Oh, no…they have fists—twice the size of my own and have no fear of a measly broken nail. Biceps for days—and they know how to use the power behind them. Oh, and did I mention these green gladiators have a nasty little habit of flying off into a fit of rage and hulking out all over their enemies?And my man…my arrogant, battle-hardened, bossy, manipulative, makes-me-want-to-rip-his-beautiful-balls-right out-from-under-him sexy piece of man meat, thinks I can win. In fact, he expects it. Hah!Who said I even wanted to expend the effort for his sorry ass?They can have him.This story is a standalone romance.***Warning. For readers 18 years and older. Contains explicit sexual situations, dark themes, language, and violence.***

    There are gifts under the tree, holiday cheer, and a hunky alien warrior who just doesn’t know when to quit... Keely’s smart. She’s a survivor. She’s learned to protect herself. What she doesn’t know is how to deal with him. He’s stubborn. He’s obtuse. And he’s too damn gorgeous for her own good. Que is a warrior on a mission. To make Keely his. It is not a mission that he intends to fail. When both of them are sent on a mission off-planet, Que knows it’s his chance to convince the beautiful human female they are meant to be together. Somehow. Maybe what he needs is some sort of Christmas miracle...

     Kira Forrest is a survivor. She’s risen above the pain of her beginnings to become a war hero only to leave it all behind in the pursuit of a simple life. Now a salvager, she makes a living sifting through the wreckage of dead alien ships from a war that nearly brought humanity to its knees. After her ship takes damage, she’s forced to re-route to a space station where her past and present collide with dangerous consequences. Kira’s existence holds the key to a faltering peace treaty with the Tuann—a technologically advanced alien race who dislikes and distrusts all humans. Winning her freedom should be easy, but a powerful and relentless Tuann warrior stands in her way. Deceiving him seems impossible, especially when he strays dangerously close to secrets she struggles to hide. Can Kira reconcile the pain of her past with the possibilities of her future? The fate of two races depends on her success.

    I’m meant to be on Alpha Colony, hunting for clues to my sister’s disappearance. Instead, me and twelve other women are stranded on the outskirts of a jungle on a planet we know nothing about, where the flora and fauna are both out to get us. The only good thing about this place? Since landing here, I’ve been having some wild dreams about an alien who knows exactly how to please a girl. I figure it must be something in the water. I don’t figure that my alien friend is real and those dreams I’ve been having are mutual…

Gregar: When my linasha appears in my dreamspace, hands bound and mouth full of naughty words, I know Lina has chosen well for me. Having her brings my tribe hope. My linasha and the other females are our chance at a future. But though she likes my hands on her body in the dreamspace, my linasha seems afraid of me in the waking world. She would rather take her chances with the dangers of the forest than be my mate. I will protect her with my life, but can I make her understand that she is mine?